Hello readers! It's time for another installment of Total Drama Avengeance! And with this new chapter, comes another elimination. Trust me when I say, it will shock and surprise you. Heck, it shocked me and I wrote it! Anyways, on with the show!
The picture fades back in and shows Scott driving his IndyCar off turn 4 and back down the front straightaway.
"And we're back, ladies and gentlemen, to the Total Drama 250 here at Indianapolis Motor Speedway," Chris said welcoming the audience back from the commercial break. "Before the break, the New Team had taken the lead after the first pit stop. If you missed how, here's the replay of the Old Team's disastrous pit stop."
The picture changes from Scott driving on the track to two pictures side-by-side. The picture on the left showed Geoff, who figured out the belts right after Trent's incident, driving the Old Team's car on the track. The picture on the right showed the Old Team's pit stop. Chris voiced over the play-by-play of the pit stop as it was replayed.
"Here we see the pit stop. The tires are on, the fuel's in. And right here, Geoff is panicking. Trent then comes back to the car to help. Eva signals to Noah to lower the car, and…Right on Trent's foot! Ha-ha! Hilarious! Now, Trent and Tyler are panicking! Ha-ha! Noah jacks the car up again and Trent falls back onto the pit wall with his foot in the air. And there, you can see Scott exiting the pits."
The picture on the right changes to the live shot of Trent on pit road.
"Now both pit crews are tending to Trent as the medics come to take him to the infield care center."
The Old Team's Pit Box
"Ahhhhhhh!" Trent yelled in agony as the medics wheeled the gurney to him.
They carefully lifted him up and placed him on the gurney.
Tyler had walked up to the gurney and told Trent, "It was awesome crew chiefing with you as the driver, dude."
"Thanks man," Trent replied still wincing in pain, "You were a great crew chief."
"Thanks dude!"
The medics began wheeling the gurney away from the group of competitors.
"Get well soon, Trent!" Tyler yelled.
Trent gave a thumbs-up as he was wheeled away. The rest of the crew and the other crew returned a thumbs-up.
Confession Cam
Tyler - "Man! That had to hurt, and trust me I know how to get hurt. I really feel for Trent, you know? Well, the viewers might now know this, but behind the scenes Trent and I have become good friends. We talk about sports and music and all the times we've gotten hurt on this show. We have a lot in common! Well, except my girlfriend hasn't broken up with me." *He widens his eyes* "That sounded a lot harsher out loud."
*Static*
Mike - "Wow! Trent seems to have a lot of bad luck on this show. I really feel sorry for the guy. It's kinda funny, because people are always comparing me and Zoey to Trent and Gwen, the way they started on Total Drama Island. I don't see it, but a lot of other people do.
*Static*
Bridgette - "Aw man. That must have been so painful for Trent. I know Geoff must feel so guilty about it, especially since he and Trent are friends."
*Static*
Justin - "Alright, I know I'm not usually a person who cares about other people, but I really felt for Trent when that egghead, Noah, dropped the car right on his foot. I swear, I will avenge my fallen Drama Brother and make that big headed nerd pay!"
*Static*
After Trent was wheeled away, all of the pit crew members and non-driving drivers took advantage of the break and conversed amongst themselves.
Katie, Sadie, and Staci chatted up a storm that no one else could even understand.
Sam sat on the pit wall and played his signature handheld game while Dakota and Ezekiel watched.
Justin was leaning against the Old Team's pit box and looking down in silent grief, until Anne Maria sashayed her way toward him to flirt.
Brick and Eva were having a conversation about their exercise regimens. Brick was surprised that Eva could bench twice as much as he could.
Dawn and Bridgette spoke while meditating. Bridgette said that she was worried about Trent, to which Dawn said that he'll be fine, but Bridgette might have to worry for herself. Bridgette took this as advice for when she had to drive and shrugged it off.
Beth, Zoey, and Mike were having a conversation. Mostly it was Zoey gushing over her favorite original Total Drama contestant while Mike watched.
Noah and B sat on the pit wall in silence as they both read books. Noah's book was his signature book while B's book was titled, "Driving Racecars for Smarties."
Tyler had gotten back on top of the Old Team's pit box to crew chief for Geoff who was 20 seconds behind Scott on the track. However, that interval was getting smaller and smaller each lap.
"You're doing great, Geoff," Tyler said over the radio, "You're closing in on him, slowly, but surely."
"Awesome!" Geoff replied, "You think I can catch him by lap 50?"
"I'm not sure, but we can definitely make up time during the pit stop with the strategy I have planned. We just need to make it flawless."
"Well, I figured out the seatbelts, so it should be smooth as silk this time."
"10-4, dude!"
"Wow, you're a great crew chief," Staci said while standing on the top step of the Old Team's pit box.
Tyler turned around surprised by his visitor, "Uhh… thanks, Staci."
"You know, my great-great-great uncle was like a crew chief in World War II. He led a whole bunch of people. Too bad he lost…" [1]
Tyler was even more shocked, but he just ignored that asked, "Is there something I can help you with, Staci?"
"No, I just heard you from down there and I wanted to see what you were doing."
Tyler turned the mic from his headset away from his mouth and said, "I'm doing alright. I'm still kinda worried about Trent though."
"Yeah, that looked sooooooo painful! It reminds me of the time my mom stubbed her toe and she cursed sooooooooo much! I could almost feel her pain, but it was also kinda funny to watch. Hee-hee!"
Tyler snickered a bit, but he stopped and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't laugh at your mom's pain."
"Aw, it's alright. She's fine now."
"We're getting close to the next mandatory pit stop in this race," the Host's voice announced over the PA system, "The New Team still holds the lead over the Old Team, but that lead seems to be shrinking. There are still 5 more laps until the next pit stop and the next baton pass."
"Guess I better go and get ready then," Staci said as she started walking down the steps.
"Alright," Tyler replied, "We can talk later."
"Alrighty. See ya later!" Staci walked down the steps and back to her team's pit box.
Tyler turned back towards the track in time to see Geoff roar down the front straightaway towards turn 1.
*Static*
Confessional Cam
Tyler - "You know, behind the annoying chattyness and talking about her crazy family tree, Staci isn't that bad. I wonder if the Toxic Rats had given her a chance after the first challenge, would she have made friends. I'm sure she would have…eventually…"
*Static*
*5 laps later*
The New Team's Pit Box
The pit crew and Zoey got in position for the pit stop that was about to happen. The tire changers got their air wrenches ready as they looked down pit road for their car. The bronze IndyCar appeared at the entrance of pit road as it slowed down to the required speed of 55 mph. After about 10 seconds driving down pit road, the New Team's car came to a complete stop in the pit stall and started receiving service. Meanwhile, the Old Team's car slowed down and paced itself down pit road. As Geoff passed the bronze car, Scott had gotten out and Zoey had climbed in and started strapping herself in. After the fuel tank was filled, it took a few more seconds to get the tires on, but as soon as they were on, Mike gave the signal. Anne Maria pulled the jack tube out and Zoey pulled out of the stall as soon as the tires touched the ground.
The Old Team's Pit Box
By the time Zoey had pulled out, Justin had pulled out the fuel tube and the tire changers had already put the new tires on. Ezekiel climbed into the seat and fastened the seatbelts. Eva gave the signal to Noah, and he pulled out the jack tube. Zeke pulled out of the stall with a screech and exited the pits in hot pursuit.
"Whoo! Nice stop guys," Tyler congratulated.
"It sure was," Justin said while lying down on the pit wall, "I had less work to do."
"Yeah," Geoff agreed, "That was a great strategy, Tyler."
"It'll be a great strategy if we can finally get the lead back," Tyler replied. "You think you can do it Zeke?"
"A-yup!" Ezekiel replied over the radio, "It should be easy to catch Zoey with a lighter fuel tank."
"Yeah, but don't rush. Be patient and she'll come to us."
"10-4 buddy. Also…WHOOO! THIS IS AWESOME, EH!"
The Jock, turned crew chief, chuckled at his friend's excited outburst as he watched him race past the pits. However, he was nervous on the inside. If his strategy cost the team the win, he might be on the chopping block.
In the Announcer's Booth
Chris was lounging back in his chair as he watched the cars go around the track.
"The pit stops are done," the Host announced, "And we have just passed the halfway mark of this challenge. Zoey leads Ezekiel by about 5 seconds… Wait, 5 seconds? The New Team was leading by 10 seconds before the pits. Wait…I'm getting word that the Old Team only took a half a tank of fuel on that last stop. Now, it looks like Zeke is closing that gap. He might be trying to be the hero for the Originals for the second challenge in a row!"
The New Team's Pit Box
"Whew," Scott said, "That was a rush! I may consider becoming a professional racecar driver."
"Oh brother," Mike said with a roll of his eyes, "You didn't do that great. Geoff cut your lead in half."
"Oh, did he? I didn't notice."
"Ugh!" Mike exclaimed as he walked away.
When Mike was gone, Scott looked at the camera and gave it a wink and a smirk.
*Static*
Confession Cam
Scott - "Yeah, I let Geoff catch up a bit, but I didn't make it look too obvious. You see, I'm trying to get rid of all of the threats on my team. Jo did a great job of getting herself voted out last challenge, but there's still a few more I'd like to get rid of. Target #2: Big Ol' Beverley. Heh-Heh-Heh!"
*Static*
The Old Team's Pit Box
Tyler climbed down from the top of the box and walked toward the rest of the pit crew while crossing his legs.
"Hey! Can someone be crew chief for a bit? I gotta go," Tyler asked in strain.
Everyone else was silent, since they all knew barely anything to nothing about being a crew chief.
"I'll do it," a voice said from the infield.
Everyone in the Old Team's pit turned around towards the infield, where the voice came from. Everyone was in shock to see that the voice came from Trent who was making his way back from the infield care center on crutches with his injured foot in a cast.
"Thanks Trent!" Tyler said before running off to the closest restroom.
Trent hobbled over to the pit box. When he got to the steps, he was stopped by Noah and Geoff.
"Welcome back, dude," Geoff said, "I'm so so so so sorry, man. If I knew how to fasten those seatbelts, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
"Yeah," Noah started, "And if I hadn't pulled the jack tube out when I did, the car wouldn't have crushed your foot. Sorry about that."
"Guys," Trent responded, "It's alright. It's no one's fault. It was just a routine pit stop. Besides, the doctor said my foot should heal in about a month. No biggie."
"Well, we're still sorry," Geoff said as Noah nodded in agreement. "If you need help with anything, we'll do it."
Noah looked at Geoff with a shocked look and said, "Wait, what?"
"I'll remember that, but I don't think I'll need that much help."
The injured guitarist then tried to hop up the stairs to the top of the pit box, but they were too steep.
"Umm…Could you guys help me up the stairs?" Trent asked.
*15 laps later*
The Announcer's Booth
"There's 10 laps left until the last relay and pit stop," Chris announced, "And Ezekiel has caught up to Zoey. He's right on her rear. Ha-ha-ha! That sounded dirty. Oh! Now Zeke is going for the lead in turn 3! The cars are side-by-side as they come out of turn 4 and down the front straightaway!"
The New Team's Pit Box
All of the New Team's members let out sounds of disappointment. Well, everyone except for B. B was fully focused on the race that Zoey was currently losing. Inside his head, he was calculating all the strategies that could help his team regain the lead. Then suddenly, B's eyes widened in realization. He then took a notebook and a pencil out of his back pocket and started drawing something. Once he was done, he wiped the sweat from his brow and got the pit crew's attention.
"B, what's wrong?" Mike asked. B gave him the diagram that he drew on the paper. Mike looked it over a bit. "Is this a plan for the next pit stop?" B responded by rapidly nodding his head.
Mike called over the rest of the pit crew and showed them the drawing.
"You really think this will work, B?" Dawn asked.
B nodded once again.
"That's good enough for me, B," Sam said.
"Alright," Mike replied, "We can do this, guys!"
The Old Team's Pit Box
"Alright man," Trent said over the radio, "You should be able to get ahead of her in turn 1. Just keep the car down low. Yes…yes! You passed her. Great job Zeke!"
The rest of the team started cheering and chanting "Zeke" once they heard Trent announce it.
"That's right ladies and gentlemen," Chris announced, "Ezekiel has taken the lead for the Old Team once again. But the question now is, 'does he have enough fuel to make it to the next pit stop?' We'll find out in 9 more laps."
In the Old Team's Car
The pale green prairie boy was grinning from ear to ear inside his racing helmet. He made his way down front straightaway and passed the Start/Finish line. Then he heard his crew chief's voice come out of the earpiece of his headset.
"Ok, Zeke. Check your fuel and tell me how many gallons you have left."
"Ok, eh," Ezekiel replied. He looked down on the steering wheel for a second before asking, "How do I check the fuel?"
"Press the big red button the steering wheel that says 'Fuel' on it. It's the button on the top of the right side of the wheel." [2]
"10-4." The Home-Schooled teen pressed the Fuel button and saw that there was only 3 gallons of fuel left. "It says I have 3 gallons left."
"Alright, that should be enough to get you to the pits in 6 laps. But ease up on the gas in the turns to save some fuel, just in case."
"Alright-y, eh."
The Old Team's Pit Box
After Trent finished discussing strategy with Ezekiel, he looked over at the pit crew and noticed that Bridgette was shaking a bit and clasping her hands together very tightly.
"Hey," Trent greeted her, "Are you ready, Bridge? You look a little nervous."
"Y-yeah," She stammered, "I'm good. Great, e-even."
"If this is you being great, I'd hate to see you when you are nervous."
The nervous Surfer Girl giggled at Trent's joke before speaking again, "I just have a bad experience with cars. I guess I'm a little worried that something bad will happen when I drive it."
"Bridge, you've got nothing to worry about. When you're driving the car, it doesn't even feel like you're going that fast. Just think of it as the smoothest wave you'll ever ride."
Bridgette stopped shaking and took a deep breath. "Wow, I feel so much better now. Thank you so much, Trent!"
"No prob, Bridge."
*5 Laps later*
The New Team's Pit Box
B had his helmet on as both cars crossed the Start/Finish line one lap before the mandatory pit stops. He was the opposite of how Bridgette was. B was pumped and ready for his stint in the car. This was his chance to race on the same track that his racing heroes won at and he was going to make the most of it.
"Ezekiel and Zoey have been in a heated battle since Zeke took the lead," Chris announced all over the track, "Now both cars have to take their last pit stop of the race. This is the last chance for any kind of pit strategy. This next stop is the 'Money Stop,' people!"
"Alright guys," Mike said with his helmet on, "Like Chris said, this is the Money Stop. Now all we need to do is follow B's plan and we should have the lead after this stop."
B nodded in agreement.
"Alright, let's do it!"
The rest of the pit crew cheered until Dakota pointed toward the entrance of pit road.
"Look!" she shouted, "Here they come!"
Both cars were indeed slowly making their way down to their respective pit stalls. Zoey was less than a car length behind Ezekiel until she got to the New Team's pit stall.
"Go!" Mike shouted as all four tire changers and Anne Maria jumped over the wall.
Zoey jumped out of the car, right after Anne Maria inserted the jack tube into the slot, and ran around the rear of the car to the pit wall. B jumped in the cockpit as the four tire changers worked on the two right side tires. When both tires were secured onto the axles, Mike gave the signal to Anne Maria, who responded by pulling the jack out of the car. As soon as the tires touched the ground, B shifted gears and slammed on the throttle. The car swerved and almost hit one of the Old Team's tire changers, but B made it out of the pits.
"Yes!" Mike cheered, "That stop was perfect! Nice work team!"
The Old Team's Pit Box
Bridgette had her helmet on as she continued to psych herself up for her upcoming driving stint.
"Alright, you can do this, Bridge," she whispered to herself, "You dove from a 1000-foot high cliff into shark-infested water. This is nothing compared to that."
"Look! Here they come!" she heard another girl yell. She opened her eyes and saw that both cars were on their way to their respective pit stalls.
"Remember guys," Trent said from the top of the pit box, "4 tires and 13 gallons of fuel. That'll be enough to make it from here." [3]
All the tire changers nodded in understanding, but Noah and Justin just shrugged in indifference.
Trent then looked at Bridgette and asked, "You ready, Bridge?"
She gave a thumbs-up and said, "Heck yeah, I'm ready!"
Trent gave her a smile then looked down pit road and saw Ezekiel was closing in. Once he was close enough, Trent started counting down until the car stopped in the pit stall.
"5…4…3…2…1…Go, guys! Go!"
The pit stop had started. Everyone jumped over the wall as Ezekiel unbuckled his seatbelts. Noah inserted the jack and the car hopped up. The tire changers unscrewed all four tires off the axles as Justin inserted the fuel tube. Ezekiel hopped out of the car and made his way around the rear of the car to the pit wall. Once he was over the wall, Bridgette hopped over the opposite way and got into the car. The tire changers struggled to put the new tires onto the axles. Then, they all heard a screech of spinning tires. The sound came from the New Team's car which was being piloted by B. He drove out of the pit stall right behind the Old Team's stall and almost ran over Sadie who was changing the right rear tire.
"AHH!" she screamed as she dropped the new right rear tire.
Katie saw that her BFFFL was almost run over and immediately ran over to check on her.
"Sadie, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm alright. Like, that B guy needs to watch it!"
"Katie, Sadie!" Trent said to get their attention, "We need those right side tires on the car!"
They both got back to their tires and lifted them onto the axles. The left side tires were already on the car and the 13 gallons of fuel were already poured in. Noah kept the jack tube in the car until Katie gave him the signal that both right side tires were on. Once she did, Noah pulled the tube out and dropped the car on its tires. As soon as the tires touched the ground, Bridgette shifted into first gear and accelerated out of the pit stall. Trent dropped his head onto the laptop desk that was on top of the pit box. Soon after, Trent heard rapid footsteps running up the steps. He turned around and saw a tired and sweaty Tyler.
Tyler was panting as he doubled over behind Trent's chair. "What did I miss?" He asked between breaths.
"You just missed the last mandatory pit stop," Trent replied, "What took you so long in the bathroom?"
"Well…I kinda, sorta, got my foot stuck in the toilet. It took me a while to get it out, but I'm ok!"
Tyler looked up at the track and saw the New Team's car crossing the Start/Finish line and then the Old Team's car crossing it 10 seconds later.
"Whoa! Bridgette's so far behind. What happened?"
"I'll tell you later," Trent responded, "Right now we need to be Bridgette's crew chiefs."
"Right," Tyler said with a nod.
*2 Laps later*
In the Old Team's Car
Bridgette was running some great laps, even though she was 10 seconds behind B. For someone who had a bad past with cars, she was driving this 200+ mph vehicle pretty well.
"Wow," Bridgette said to herself, "This is just like riding a smooth wave."
"Told ya," Trent said over the radio.
"Whoa. I forgot you can hear me when I'm talking."
Trent chuckled a little and said, "Sorry, if I startled you. So, how does the car feel?"
"It feels great," the Surfer girl replied, "How am I doing on time?"
"Well, B was leading by 10 seconds when you both merged back on the track after the pit stops. Now, he's leading by 8.5 seconds. So you're gaining five-tenths of a second on him per lap."
"So, I should be able to catch him in about 17 laps?"
"Someone's good at math."
Bridgette chuckled.
"Oh, by the way," Trent continued, "A special someone wants to speak to you."
Bridgette continued to put the pedal to the metal as she heard a new voice over the radio.
"Hey, Bridgey-Bear!"
"Geoff!"
"How you doing out there?"
"I'm awesome, and so it the car!"
"That's awesome!" Geoff said with a chuckle. "You can chase B down! I know you can! But win or lose, you'll still be my girl, Bridge."
"Thanks, Geoff!"
The New Team's Pit Box
Everyone on the team was either standing on top of the pit wall or sitting on top of the pit box with their eyes paying attention to the race. Well, mostly everyone.
"Ugh," Anne Maria exclaimed in disgust, "That helmet betta' not-a messed up my hair."
"Can't you concentrate on something besides your hair for more than a second?" Zoey asked.
"Pfft! I wouldn't expect you ta understand, Princess Leia"
"I told you before. It's more like Queen Amidala's hair!"
"Ladies, please," Brick interjected, "We don't need another catfight."
"Speak for yourself," Scott retorted with a smirk.
"Brick's right," Sam said, "We need to concentrate on the race. B may be in the lead, but Bridgette is catching up."
"There's no need to worry," Dawn said, "If anyone can win this race for us, it's B. He's seen enough of these races to know how."
"You better be right, Dawn," Scott replied, "Or else, he might be up going home at the elimination ceremony tonight."
Dawn gasped then narrowed her eyes at Scott.
Confession Cam
*Static*
Dawn - "Scott thinks he's got everyone fooled, that he's changed. However, I see through that phony act of his. Scott will not, I repeat, will not get away with the same schemes he used to get to the Final 4 last season."
*Static*
The Old Team's Pit Box
Just like the New Team, everyone was watching the race from the top of the pit box or the top of the pit wall. Geoff stayed on top of the pit box with Tyler and Trent to watch his girlfriend chase B. Tyler was given the headset back, after Geoff had his conversation with Bridgette, and had reassumed his crew chief duties. Ezekiel and the pit crew were on top of the wall, although Noah and Justin were sitting on it as opposed to standing up on it. They were virtually uninterested, but they did keep their eyes on the race. Everyone was silent, except for Tyler who was reading off interval between B and Bridgette every lap. Each reading was lower by half a second.
*10 Laps to go*
Announcer's Booth
"Here we go, folks!" Chris exclaimed, "We are ten laps away from the finish, and Bridgette is closing in on B. She's less than 3 seconds behind B now. At the pace she's going, she will probably catch him in the next 5 laps!"
The picture changes to show both cars on the track and the distance between them. A box appears above the Old Team's car with Bridgette's name and picture on it. It also shows the amount of seconds that separate her from B. It changed every few seconds, but it was decreasing.
"Here we see both cars. As you can see, Bridgette is catching B, slowly but surely. You've got to wonder if that two tire stop has something to do with B's car slowing down. Well, it's too late to do anything about it now. Ha-ha! Both cars cross the Start/Finish line to bring this race to 9 laps to go! This is gonna be goo-ood!"
In the New Team's car
B was going full throttle around this historic 2.5 mile track. He thought he was making good time, but then he looked at his mirror and saw that Bridgette was closing in on him. He widened his eyes in shock and started to push the car harder to try and pull away from her again. He pressed the "Fuel" button on his steering wheel and saw that he had about 5 gallons left in the tank. He gulped silently as he continued to push the car.
*5 Laps to go*
"Five laps left in this close race!" was heard over the speakers all over the track. "B was able to hold Bridgette for the time being, but B should be running out of fuel soon. Will the race end before B runs out? Or will he dry up his tank right before the Start/Finish line and hand the win over to Bridgette? Either way, you can bet your patootie that it'll be a dramatic finish!"
The camera shows both teams on pit road, every member is standing up to get a better view of this race.
Confession Cam
*Static*
Anne Maria - "Big Boy betta' not lose this for us! If he does, he's so gone, like my pale skin." *She widens her eyes* "Did I just say dat?"
*Static*
*The camera shows Anne Maria standing right in front of the camera and looking for something behind the lens* "I want dat tape! Gimme da tape! GRR! How doya open dis thing?" [4]
*Static*
Trent - *Trent sat in the seat while his crutches leaned against the wall opposite the door* "I hope my pep talk with Bridgette would get her hyped up enough to beat B. But B seems like he really knows his stuff, even though I've never heard him say a thing."
*Static*
Mike - "I had all the faith in the world that B was gonna win this race. If anyone knows anything about these cars, it's B. Well…he's the only one that's knows about these cars, really. Except for Brick, but I don't really trust Brick with cars. Not that I don't like him, but he injures himself a lot and 'accident-prone' plus 'heavy car' equals 'not good.'"
*Static*
*2 Laps to go*
The camera shows both cars crossing the Start/Finish line to begin lap 99 of this 100 lap relay race challenge. Bridgette was right on B's rear tires.
The Old Team's Pit Box
"2 laps to go, Bridge. Two laps," Tyler told Bridgette over the radio, "It's time to go for the lead."
"Got it," his driver replied.
The Old Team's Car
Bridgette tried to take the inside lane in turn 1, but B went down there before she could.
"Mmm…" Bridgette groaned.
She stayed down low in the chute between turns 1 and 2 to try and get the inside lane in turn 2, but B blocked her again.
"He's blocking the inside," she said to Tyler.
"Wait till you get to the back straightaway. If he blocks the inside there, go to the outside and try to pass him before turn 3," her crew chief replied.
"Ok."
Right after they turned off turn 2, Bridgette went down low on the back straightaway. As Tyler suspected, B went low to block. This time, Bridgette drove back up high toward the outside wall. B wasn't prepared for that. He tried to go up high to block again, but Bridgette was already on his outside.
"And Bridgette pulls off a crossover move on B going down the back straightaway!" Chris announced. "Can she complete the pass before they get to turn 3?"
They stayed side-by-side until they got to turn 3. Since B had the inside lane, he had the shorter way around the turn. Bridgette tried her best to stay next to him, but when they came out of the turn, she saw the wall coming and backed out.
"Oh no! Bridgette loses that game of 'Chicken.' B keeps the lead as both cars go through turn 4!"
"Ugh!" Bridgette exclaimed in exacerbation.
"It's alright, Bridge," Tyler said, "Just be patient, but not too patient. It's the last lap."
"So… be patient, but don't be patient?" She asked.
"Yep."
Bridgette looked up at the flagstand as she passed the Start/Finish line after B. Chef had the white flag out.
"White flag is out!" the host announced, "Last lap in this challenge and it's either team's race! Who! Will! Win?"
Bridgette stayed behind B all the way through turns 1 and 2. They got to the back straightaway in the same order. She tried to pull off the crossover again, but B managed to block her this time around.
"The crossover doesn't work this time for Bridgette. Looks like it's B's race to win!"
The New Team's Car
B shifted his eyes between the track and his mirrors to make sure he kept Bridgette behind him. He smiled as he drove out of turn 4, but he didn't notice that his fuel reading displayed "0.0 gal."
"Here they come to the finish!"
B kept blocking Bridgette, but he noticed that he was slowing down. Despite his car decelerating, he was adamant on blocking Bridgette. So much so that she ran into his rear.
"They touch! They touch!" Chris yelled from the broadcast booth, "Bridgette bumps B as they come to the Finish Line!"
Bridgette kept on going full throttle, which caused the rear of B's car to come off the ground and go on top of her car's front.
"B's car is on top of Bridgette's as they get closer to the stripe!"
Bridgette tried to turn get B's car off of her by swerving the car, but it was too late.
"B's car crosses the Finish line first on top of Bridgette's car. The New Team wins the challenge!"
The New Team's car slid off the Old Team's hood when B turned his wheel to the left. He applied the brake as soon as the rear tires touched the track. Although, momentum sent him into the inside wall which the car slid against until coming to rest at the end of pit road.
Bridgette applied the brake in her car right after B's car got off. The car skidded towards the outside wall in turn 1 before coming to rest against it.
(LB)
The New Team's Pit Box
Nearly everyone on the team jumped and cheered after Chris announced that their team had won the challenge. Zoey and Mike hugged each other before Anne Maria hugged Mike from behind and out of Zoey's grasp, must to Mike and Zoey's chagrin. Sam hugged Dakota, who returned the hug and lifted him off of his feet with her slightly mutant strength. Brick and Dawn high fived each other while Staci hugged Scott from behind as he put on a fake smile. B made his way back to the pit after climbing out of his car. When he got there, he was instantly embraced by Brick, Dawn, Mike, Zoey, Anne Maria, Sam, and Dakota.
(LB)
The Old Team's Pit Box
Almost everyone had dropped their jaws in shock as they looked at what transpired on the track, but one of the team members looked on in horror.
"BRIDGETTE!" Geoff yelled out as he hopped over the pit wall and ran towards Bridgette's stopped car in turn 1. Everyone else, except for Trent, ran behind Geoff towards the car.
When the frightened Party Boy got to the car, he saw that Bridgette was already unbuckling the seatbelts and getting out of the cockpit.
"Oh Bridge! I was so scared that you were hurt," he said as he hugged his girlfriend while the rest of the team caught up.
"It's alright," she said as she climbed out of the car, "I'm fine. I just wish I could have won for you guys."
"Hey, as long as you're alright after that wreck," Tyler said, "We could care less about who won."
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
"Aw guys!" she said as she hugged Geoff.
"Attention New Team members," Chris announced.
(LB)
Announcer's Booth
"You may now enjoy the bottom deck of the Total Drama Double Decker. As for the Old Team, it's time for you all to vote one of your teammates out of the game. So, go vote in the Confessional. Once you're done, meet me in Victory Lane for the Elimination Ceremony. Ha-ha! Ironic. McLean out!"
Chris took his finger off the speaker button and turned around towards the camera behind his chair.
"Little do they know," he started, "One of them has already been disqualified for breaking a rule. But, what I have planned could stir up some much needed drama for the Oldies. Ha!"
(LB)
The Bottom Deck
The chants of B's name could be heard coming from the bottom deck. B was in center of a circle of his friends and teammates as they continued their chant until one of the members asked for the chanting to stop for a moment.
"Guys," Brick announced, "I'd like to congratulate our winner the only way a winner of an Indy 500 should be congratulated." He pulls out a glass battle of milk and continues his speech. "A tall, cold bottle of milk!" [5]
Everyone cheered as Brick gave the bottle to B. B opened the top and went to take a drink, but he stopped himself. He then went to the catering table and got 10 straws. He gave everyone, even Scott, a straw. He then gestured to the milk and everyone on the team.
"B is saying that we all deserve to drink the milk, since it was a team effort," Dawn interpreted which B nodded to.
Everyone on the team cheered to this and commended B for being so selfless. Then every New Team member stuck their straw into the bottle and took a huge gulp of the victory milk.
Bottom Deck Confessional
*Static*
Scott -"Pfft! B got so lucky in this challenge. And after that act of chivalry, these saps are never gonna want to vote him out. So, I'm gonna have to delay giving Bev booted. However, I could get rid of another one of my targets. And she's a bright red target. But, I'm probably gonna need some… *He shudders* allies in order to get Zoey out. And I know just the poofy-headed chick to get. Heh-heh-heh!
*Static*
Elimination Ceremony
All of the Old Team's members were seated on the steps in the famed Victory Circle of Indianapolis Motor Speedway. Tyler could barely contain himself from exploding with the excitement of being in same spot that so many famous drivers stood. You wouldn't think that he was close to being voted out of a running for $5 million. The rest of the team was showing signs of uncertainty and nervousness. These feelings increased as Chris made his way to the podium in front of the steps.
"Welcome Old Team," the Host started, "to your first Elimination Ceremony of the season. Who's excited? Cause I sure am. This ceremony will probably be the most dramatic, most memorable, most-"
"Will you just get on with it?" Noah interrupted.
Chris looked at Noah with a very angry expression, before he took a deep breath and continued with his monologue.
"Anyway, this will probably be the most dramatic and unexpected ceremony in Total Drama history. You'll see why I say that, at the end. Now…"
Chef rolled a cart next to the podium. The cart had 10 little round pieces of metal.
"Every member who is safe will receive a McLean-brand lug nut. The person who does not receive a lug nut must exit the Victory Circle and walk to the Copter of Shame over yonder." The host pointed to the Copter of Shame, which was parked near the exit of pit road. "Alright, let's start with the first lug nut. This goes to…Eva!"
Eva walked up, got her lug nut, and walked back to her seat without saying a word. She did let out a small sigh of relief when she sat back down.
"Next one goes to Beth."
She clapped as she made her way to the cart to get her lug nut.
"Katie and Sadie receive lugs as well."
The BFFFLs cheered in their usual manner and got their lug nuts together.
"And the two guys who are the polar opposites of Katie and Sadie, i.e. Noah and Justin are safe as well."
Justin and Noah got up at the same exact time then stared each other down. Then Noah gestures towards the cart and says, "Beauty before brains."
"Glad you finally figured it out, Bookworm," Justin replied before walking to the lug nuts with Noah right behind him.
As Justin turned around after getting his lug nut, Noah stuck out his foot and tripped him. Noah got his lug nut and chuckled at the fallen model as he looked for his lug nut.
Chris chuckled at Justin and Noah's little tiff before giving the next lug nut. "The next lug nut actually goes to a driver. Ezekiel!"
The pale green prairie boy grinned as he got up and got his lug nut.
"Way to stay after the first elimination, Zeke! Now, we got 4 Originals left, but only 3 lugs. Who's not gonna get one? Will it be Tyler, Bridgette, Trent, or Geoff?"
All four of those who had yet to get a lug nut of safety were fully nervous. Tyler's expression of excitement was long gone now. Trent maintained his cool demeanor, but his facial expression showed a tinge of worry. Bridgette and Geoff were holding each other's hands almost in a death grip as they were equally nervous.
"Bridgette was the last racer and she lost the race to a car with no fuel."
Bridgette looked at the ground after hearing that.
"Then there's Geoff, who forgot how seatbelts work, cost his team some time on the track, and injured his teammate."
Geoff gulped.
"Trent got his foot crushed after giving his team a strong lead at the beginning."
Trent cringed a bit.
"And then there's the crew chief, Tyler, who coached his team to a loss."
Tyler bit his bottom lip in nervousness.
"Well…I decided to show you guys the votes so you can see for yourselves who is getting the boot. Oh, Chef! The TV, please."
Chef wheeled a TV with a built-in DVD player next to the podium along with the generator that it was plugged into. Chris then inserted the DVD of the voting confessionals into the disc tray and pressed 'Play.'
Voting Confessionals
Beth - *She sighs* "I really don't want to vote for anyone. We all have grown so close with each other the past 3 seasons. We're almost like family. A crazy family with 11 cousins that look nothing like each other." *She sighs again* "But if I have to vote anyone, I guess I have to vote Trent. It's gonna be hard to do these challenges with a broken foot."
*Static*
Bridgette - "Aw man, this is hard. Even harder than driving a 200 mph car." *She chuckles a bit, but her smile turns into a frown* "This might seem mean, but I have to vote Trent. With these crazy challenges, he's at a high risk of reinjuring his foot. My crew chief needs some TLC after such a harsh day at the track. Sorry Trent."
*Static*
Eva - "Ugh! It's all Geoff's fault that Trent got hurt! What kind of numbskull doesn't know how to put on seatbelts? Shouldn't he have been taught that in Driver's Ed. or at least by his parents?" *She sighs and shakes her head* "He needs to go before he hurts anyone else with his stupidity."
*Static*
Ezekiel - "Well first off, I wanna say that this challenge was awesome, eh! The best challenge I've competed in, which isn't really a big list…but it still counts fur me! Anyway, I hate to have to vote off anyone from the team, but it has to be done, eh. So…I'm gonna vote fur Trent. I'd hate to see him get even more hurt in another challenge, so I'm voting him oot fur his oon good."
*Static*
Geoff - "Ok, I know this may seem like I'm adding insult to injury, since it was kinda my fault he got hurt, but I'm voting Trent out. He needs to recover and he can't really do that while competing in these challenges." *He covers his eyes with his hands* "Ohh! I'm gonna feel so guilty if he gets eliminated because of me!"
*Static*
Justin - "I know I may come off as a self-centered, selfish, pretty boy, but I do feel bad for those less fortunate, like the ugly people. But today, I'm avenging my injured Drama Brother! Noah, you're as good as gone!
*Static*
Katie - "Chris said that Sadie and I couldn't vote at the same time this season. Like, what a bummer, but we'll manage. Well, either way, Sadie and I decided that Geoff has to go because he is responsible for Trent getting hurt! Sure, Noah may have dropped the car, but Trent wouldn't have been there if he wasn't helping Geoff with his belts. Plus, you can't really give a lot of the blame to Noah since he was going based on Eva's signal to drop the car. So no blaming Noah for it, ok?"
*Static*
Noah - "Do I feel guilty about dropping the car on Trent's foot? Yeah. Do I feel like it was completely my fault? Of course, not. There were several things that caused Trent's foot to be crushed. First, Geoff was too dense to buckle his seatbelts on his own. Second, Trent didn't notice that his foot was right under the car as he was helping Geoff. Finally, Eva gave me the signal to drop the car after all four tires were completely on. So you see, I was just a doing my job as the jack man. Eva was doing her job as the lead tire changer and Trent was doing his job as the noble teammate. Now, who is the one who deserves the blame for injuring Trent? Geoff. Sorry, 'brah.'"
*Static*
Sadie - "Oh, boo you Chris! You and your voting rules… Oh well, Katie and I already decided who we're voting for. Geoff. Sorry Geoff. You're a nice guy, but you need to learn how seatbelts work."
*Static*
Tyler - *He's pacing back and forth in the tight space of the Confessional* "Oh man! OH MAN! I don't know who to vote for! Think, Tyler! Think!" *He stops pacing and puts on a look of discovery* "I know! I'll vote someone who has no chance of getting voted out! Like…Trent! No one will vote for the injured dude! It's foolproof! Yeah! I vote for Trent!" [6]
*Static*
Trent - "Ugh! I was really hoping that we wouldn't lose this challenge, mostly because I don't really want to vote out anyone on the team. I don't have any reasons to vote for anyone. Everyone tried their best in the challenge and that's all anyone can ask for. The only reasonable vote I can think of is voting for Geoff for not knowing how to buckle his seatbelts, but that's not really reasonable. Eh… might as well. I doubt he'll be gone anyway.
*Static*
Elimination Ceremony
Trent, Tyler, Geoff, and Bridgette had shocked expressions on their faces after watching the votes.
"Ha-ha!" Chris chuckled, "I knew that would garner some shock from you four. Especially Geoff and Trent since the final tally was a tie between them."
Chris then gave Tyler and Bridgette their lug nuts.
"But," Bridgette interrupted, "Why did you wait to give me and Tyler our lug nuts?"
"Well, since you and Geoff are dating, and Tyler and Trent are supposedly practically brothers, I knew that it would be fun to watch you two shaking for them as well as yourselves. Ha-ha!"
Tyler and Bridgette rolled their eyes after hearing that.
"Now then…the question is, 'who will go?' Well, in season three, when there was a tie, we usually decided the outcome with a tiebreaker. However, that won't be the case this time since one of you is a rule breaker!"
Trent and Geoff looked confused about that statement.
"Oh, you don't remember," Chris said after seeing their confused states, "Well, I have footage right here." He held up another disc and inserted it into the DVD tray.
TV Screen
It showed both teams standing on the Start/Finish line listening to Chris discuss the challenge.
"…However, since there will be seven people on the Old Team that won't be driving, one non-driver will be the Crew Chief…"
The Host paused the video there. Both Trent and Geoff still looked confused.
"Still confused?" Chris asked before continuing, "Let me put some emphasis on that last statement. 'One non-driver will be the crew chief.'"
Trent then came to the realization that he was the one who broke a rule.
"Yeah...Sorry Trent, but you're eliminated. The Copter of Shame awaits, dude."
Trent solemnly nodded in acceptance before standing up with the help of his crutches.
"No!" Tyler yelled suddenly, "That's not fair! It was my fault that Trent took the crew chief role for a while. I should be the one that's eliminated!"
"Tyler," Trent interrupted, "It's ok, dude. To be honest, I was kinda hoping that I would be eliminated. I mean… I can't really compete with one good foot, especially not on this wacky show."
Tyler listened with a sad look on his face. "I know," he replied, "but, it's all my fault, and I feel so guilty! I just wish I could make it up to you, bro."
"I'll tell you how you can make it up to me, Tyler. Try your best in every challenge, dude. That's all I ask."
Tyler smiled and nodded. "I will, bro. I will!"
They exchanged a high five before Trent waved to everyone on the Old Team.
"Goodbye Trent," Geoff said, "I feel guilty too, dude."
"Don't sweat it. I'll be back on my foot in no time."
"You were a great crew chief, Trent," Bridgette said, "Even though it was against the rules."
Trent chuckled and said, "It was a pleasure having you as my driver, Bridge."
"We're gonna miss you, Trent!" Katie and Sadie screamed simultaneously like starstruck school girls.
"I'll miss you too, girls."
Everyone else just waved at Trent as he made his way to the Copter of Shame. Once Trent managed to get himself in the helicopter, Chris stood in front of the camera and spoke to it.
"Told ya this elimination would be dramatic! Ha-ha! Will the next one be just as, if not more, dramatic? Find out next time on…"
"Total!"
"Drama"
"Avengeance!"
The picture fades to black.
[1] - Yeah, Staci's great-great-great uncle was Hitler. That joke was requested by one of my FanFiction friends, RainbowLollipops. Speaking of him, check out his story, "School of Total Drama." It's a pretty good fanfic, and I'm not just saying that because my OC, Jeff, is awesome!
[2] - Truthfully, there isn't a huge red button on IndyCar steering wheels that says 'Fuel' on it. I just did that for a quick Ezekiel joke. However, I did do some research and there is a button to press to see fuel and other junk like that. These cars are very high tech for racecars.
[3] - I did some more research (This is more research than I usually do for school reports. See how dedicated I am?) and 13 gallons of fuel is just enough to make a 25 lap run at Indianapolis Motor Speedway in an IndyCar. I used an online racing sim game called iRacing to do it.
[4] - Does that scene look familar? It should if you looked at Total Drama World Tour. Gwen, Courtney, and Heather did the exact same thing after sticking their foot in their mouths in episode 10, "Newf Kids on the Rock." Hard to believe it's been almost 2 years since the US was graced with an episode of Total Drama, but we're finally getting Revenge of the Island in June!
[5] - Yeah, the winners of the Indianapolis 500 always traditionally gulp down a tall, glass, bottle of milk in Victory Circle. This tradition started in 1933 when Louis Meyer won the Indy 500 and requested a glass bottle of buttermilk as opposed to champagne. That tradition still continues, however today's Indy 500 winners get a choice of either whole, 2%, or skim milk.
[6] - Tyler voting for Trent is an inside joke, that most of my FanFiction friends will get. Especially, my friend, LazyAwesomeNinja.
How many of you were shocked by how the Elimination Ceremony turned out? I know it caught a lot of people off guard. Well, either way, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Feel free to leave a review and a suggestion for another challenge. And now, a preview of the next chapter!
The Bottom Deck
Everyone was fully awake and eating breakfast, when suddenly the speakers starting squeaking to life.
"Heya, contestants," Chris said over the PA system, "Hope you all are well rested, because I've got a doozy of a challenge set up for you guys set up at the Palace of Aubrun Hills!"
"A Palace?" Dakota yelled excitedly, "That's a fitting place for a princess like me!"
"Actually Dakota," Chris continued, "The Palace is an arena."
"What? Why would name a dinky little arena a palace? That's so misleading!"
"Yeah…I'm sure there wouldn't be a palace in Detroit, Michigan. Anyway, we should be there shortly!"
The Top Deck
"The Palace of Auburn Hills," Tyler said, "That's the home of the three-time NBA Champion Detroit Pistons! Awesome!"
"Great…more sports…" Noah droned.
"Aw, don't worry, Noah," Katie said from behind Noah, "I'm sure there will be an intellectual challenge sooner or later."
"I hope it's before I get eliminated."
There you have it! I hope that keeps you all satisfied for the next 10 days. Until then, have a good one!